Wednesday, February 26, 2014

That Little Old Woman

Copyright: Sandra Cook

Genre: Fiction

Word Count:107

It was a long drive on a rickety bus, traveling through the
steep curves overlooking the never-ending expanse of tea gardens. I am only
here for a day to meet my grandma, and then I will bid adieu to this small town
for greener pastures.

I made my way through the lonely stretch to reach the stable
where she would be milking cows— her daily ritual. Her wrinkled face lit up as
she saw me, I reached out to her and she hugged me tight.

That night, I lay on the heap of hay stack gazing the stars consumed
by the thought of her holding onto me.

This is written as part of the Friday Fictioneers Challenge – Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. Today’s prompt is the above picture.

If I'm not mistaken, a welcome to Friday Fictioneers is in order. Very hard to stop once you start. I enjoyed your story. Seems that this young person is at that stage in life where it's time to stay goodbye to one chapter and move to another. Nice.